November 17th, 2011
“Tender is the night lying by your side. Tender is the touch of someone that you love to much.“

Tender is the night lying by your side. Tender is the touch of someone that you love to much.“

October 4th, 2011
August 21st, 2011
„Should intermitted vengeance arm againHis red right hand to plague us? what if allHer stores were open’d, and this FirmamentOf Hell should spout her Cataracts of Fire“
Paradise Lost, Book 2 [175]

„Should intermitted vengeance arm again
His red right hand to plague us? what if all
Her stores were open’d, and this Firmament
Of Hell should spout her Cataracts of Fire“

Paradise Lost, Book 2 [175]

August 17th, 2011
The story of the „Scentless Apprentice“ Jean-Baptiste Grenouille was one of Cobain’s favorite novels.

The story of the „Scentless Apprentice“ Jean-Baptiste Grenouille was one of Cobain’s favorite novels.

August 6th, 2011
„Around twelve o’clock, waiting for a train that was not arriving, more  than three thousand people, workers, women, and children, had spilled  out of the open space in front of the station were pressing into the  neighboring streets, which the army had closed off with rows of machine  guns. […] The captain gave the order to fire and fourteen machine guns answered at  once. But it all seemed like a farce. It was as if the machine guns had  been loaded with caps, because their panting rattle could be heard and  their incandescent spitting could be seen, but not the slightest  reaction was perceived, not a cry, not even a sigh among the compact  crowd that seemed petrified by an instantaneous invulnerability.[…] “The dead,” he clarified. “I must have been one of the people who were at the station.” The  woman measured him with a pitying look. “There haven’t been any dead  here,” she said. “Since the time of your uncle, the colonel, nothing has  happened in Macondo.” […] The official version, repeated a thousand times and mangled out all over  the country by every means of communication the government found at  hand, was finally accepted: there were no dead, the satisfied workers  had gone back to their families, and the banana company was suspending  all activity until the rains stopped.“
100 Years of Solitude, Chapter 15

„Around twelve o’clock, waiting for a train that was not arriving, more than three thousand people, workers, women, and children, had spilled out of the open space in front of the station were pressing into the neighboring streets, which the army had closed off with rows of machine guns. […] The captain gave the order to fire and fourteen machine guns answered at once. But it all seemed like a farce. It was as if the machine guns had been loaded with caps, because their panting rattle could be heard and their incandescent spitting could be seen, but not the slightest reaction was perceived, not a cry, not even a sigh among the compact crowd that seemed petrified by an instantaneous invulnerability.[…] “The dead,” he clarified. “I must have been one of the people who were at the station.” The woman measured him with a pitying look. “There haven’t been any dead here,” she said. “Since the time of your uncle, the colonel, nothing has happened in Macondo.” […] The official version, repeated a thousand times and mangled out all over the country by every means of communication the government found at hand, was finally accepted: there were no dead, the satisfied workers had gone back to their families, and the banana company was suspending all activity until the rains stopped.“


100 Years of Solitude, Chapter 15

August 2nd, 2011
“Light touch my hands, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on, you can  forget all future plans” - marries the psychedelic lights of a concert  to the planet scouring rays which transform the Earth in the short story  Myths of the Near Future.“

“Light touch my hands, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on, you can forget all future plans” - marries the psychedelic lights of a concert to the planet scouring rays which transform the Earth in the short story Myths of the Near Future.“

July 26th, 2011
“Sometimes,” he added, “there is no harm in putting  off a piece of work until another day. But when it is a matter of  baobabs, that always means a catastrophe. I knew a planet that was  inhabited by a lazy man. He neglected three little bushes …” […] I do not much like to take the tone of a moralist. But the  danger of the baobabs is so little understood, and such considerable  risks would be run by anyone who might get lost on an asteroid, that for  once I am breaking through my reserve. “Children,” I say plainly,  “watch out for the baobabs!” 
The Little Prince, Chapter 5

“Sometimes,” he added, “there is no harm in putting off a piece of work until another day. But when it is a matter of baobabs, that always means a catastrophe. I knew a planet that was inhabited by a lazy man. He neglected three little bushes …” […] I do not much like to take the tone of a moralist. But the danger of the baobabs is so little understood, and such considerable risks would be run by anyone who might get lost on an asteroid, that for once I am breaking through my reserve. “Children,” I say plainly, “watch out for the baobabs!”

The Little Prince, Chapter 5

July 22nd, 2011
„I know I should be depressed, but to be honest, depression is hard. Now is an exciting period in my life and I refuse to let fate steal away my excitement. I’m back in the New World now, back in the world of jumbo ruby Florida grapefruits and understandable telephones, of bottomless coffees, decent malls, and high ambition - back after spending a summer of thrills in the Old World of Europe. And as I sit here I actually feel glad I missed my connecting flight back up to Seattle, glad I was too plugged into my Walkman to hear the connecting-flight announcement (extremely torrid tunage from London beckoned songs about money written by machines)”
Shampoo Planet, Page 2

„I know I should be depressed, but to be honest, depression is hard. Now is an exciting period in my life and I refuse to let fate steal away my excitement. I’m back in the New World now, back in the world of jumbo ruby Florida grapefruits and understandable telephones, of bottomless coffees, decent malls, and high ambition - back after spending a summer of thrills in the Old World of Europe. And as I sit here I actually feel glad I missed my connecting flight back up to Seattle, glad I was too plugged into my Walkman to hear the connecting-flight announcement (extremely torrid tunage from London beckoned songs about money written by machines)”

Shampoo Planet, Page 2